[Verse 1]
Ok, ok, ok
Told her bust it open, she said ok
But what she wearing? Chanel and Dolce
How she want it? Eat up like OJ
Skrrt, skrrt, on a bitch nigga
How much time do you got for a rich nigga?
I need [?] and a bitch that knows gymnastics
So I'm kickin' up out her legs on this dick like a fraction, right
Right, left, hit her with that right, left
I got that best stroker, I don't need no mic test
My dick work, girl, I don't need no mic check
No panties on, I can see your pussy through that white dress
I ain't trippin' baby girl, make that money
Cause if I fuck her right, she just might get some tummy
And better yet, fuck with me for better sex
I know all the right spots to keep that punani wet

[Hook]
Girl, you know you look from the [?], right?
You know I bought you that Chanel, right?
You know I fuck you like I'm fresh out of jail, right?
And if you cheated on me I don't care, right? (She make that ass go)
Left, left, right
Right, left, left, right (She make that ass go)
Right, left, left, right
Right, left, left, right

[Verse 2]
I'm a Pisces, she's a Taurus
She said she's expensive, well, I could afford it
Never pay for it, but I could explore
Have your tongue out and legs cocked open like Jordan
She just wanna strip and make a million, right?
She can get rich and feed the children, right?
She ain't go no ass shots, that shit real, yo
Got her checkin' in with me like I was a P.O
I hate make up, I hate broke hoes
I can't talk to you, bitch, I ain't so so
Where the bad bitches at? Let me know though
I can send this dick your way, baby, Cold Stone
Is it Britney? Or Myisha?
Where the ghetto bitches at? Quisha and Syida
She dancing for them dollars cause she don't know no better
She from the hood, so she know how to throw it back better

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Now let me see you drop that ass low and go
Left, right, left, right
Now let me see you drop that ass low and go
Left, right, left, right
Now let me see you bring it up slow and go
Left, right, left, right
Now let me see you bring it up slow and go
Left, right, left, right, left, right

[Hook]

Girl, you know you look for the [?], right?
You know I bought you that Chanel, right?
You know I fuck you like I'm fresh out of jail, right?
And if you cheated on me I don't care, right?
(She make that ass go)

[Hook: YG Hootie & Kendrick Lamar]
Two presidents, and we blowing presidential
Two presidents, and we blowing presidential
See my hood shine, pray I live to see the day
Rest in peace to my homie, he got hit up with the K
Kendrick, Martin, Hootie, Malcolm
I'm screaming out peace, but his choppa piece a bad outcome
(Kendrick, Martin, Hootie, Malcolm
I'm screaming out peace, but his choppa piece a bad outcome)

[Verse 1: Kendrick Lamar]
I'm vicious, and my house is a red light district
And my couch is a porno star, outta town from Houston and Memphis
And I never gave a fuck
And I never did fuck with y'all, so I kept my distance
Just me and my day ones
And a thousand ones for these strippers, ho
I've been on my own, get on the song
Then pee on the song, my bladder is gone
I shattered your dream, I'm Freddie it seems
My shadow is wearing expensive cologne
Pig tails, and dookie braids, cabinet full of Kool-Aid
I'm ghetto as fuck, and my pedal is up
But I'm gassin' on all of you niggas, mane
Kendrick, Martin, Hootie, Malcolm
I'm screaming out peace, but his choppa piece a bad outcome
Stale face, how come?
Is it 'cause I do me? or you main bitch wanna do me?
Face shots we call it Call Of Duty
K.Dot bitch, now give me two feet
Made my bitch come give me 2 Gs
Raised by wolves, and we do eat
Played by rules and you might live
And I try to do this shit for the kids
But y'all got different perogative
And y'all right, inhale
And I dwell where the fortune live
And that's vicious

[Hook]

[Verse 2: YG Hootie]
Big mouth, sat me down
Said YG, this how you hold a chop now
I ain't gon' lie, I'll be feelin' like Obama
Shootin' shit for days, momma not comin'
Disillusioned by the background
Chopper cockin', I'mma clap mine
Homies in the pen ain't never comin' home
Greened out car from the Chevron
Me and my momma in a county line
It was food stamps, now its passport stamps
Brought the... back to the deuce line
Told you we'd blow like...
BSM we cannibals
Eat your flesh, no antidote
Kendrick, that's family though
We on Rosecrans, it's a party ho
This right here that Martin, Malcom
Only difference, we still alive
By any means necessary
Squad life, we down to ride
Interstate, 'Rari...
See them tears in my momma eyes
Do whatever it take to keep my daughter fly
Do whatever it take to be immortalized

The library slangs, touches up in Ukraine
Political prison and check the chain
Out the country with my deem,
Tell em vise gangstas, see me up close nothing changed
Getting top on top, max it up who’s
I need the home glock you scoop
You don’t play me,
See me on drugs spots, playing close on the chop
Girl kill me will explain me, I’ll live but a homie
Getting to the homeless, twenty thousand dollars
Tax cribs is a bonus, with them niggas who bust straight
You pay minus society, drinking juice in the hood
Waiting, paper may do it, your body will snatch
It’s like a London flick, here’s the jets
Sitting at the dice taking hand and man to man,
one on one hundred gram and your son

In life we fade with obstacles,
We runnin, keep dreams that might seem impossible,
The ob through the lob looking mine, acknowledge true.

Hook:
The streets raise me to be wise and honorable,
Wise and honorable.
The streets raise me to be wise and honorable,
Wise and honorable.
The streets raise me to be wise and honorable.

Beef and money don’t mix, invest in peace
I’ll pay dues in this crib respecting my receipt
Truth will set you free, accept with police bill
Wear when you sleep, you could rest in peace sign
I elevate poetically, I’m incredibly deep
Never bore till you fuck a piece stay in your feet
If you .. wait for me and wearing the beat,
Be gracious, understand patience is keep
I once needed direction now I face the ..
to give brave like my harm in
Indeed all I, hope in my eyes
I’m watching my surrounders, chargeable ..
And vibe in a womans borders
… true .. doubters, ..can see
I was built to prophecies, the team where the ..
Jewelry in the projects,
If you cannot .. your apartment,
In life we fade with obstacles,
Wanna keep dream then might seem impossible,
The .. through the lob looking mine acknowledge true

The streets raise me to be wise and honorable,
Wise and honorable.
The streets raise me to be wise and honorable,
Wise and honorable.
The streets raise me to be wise and honorable.

I’m not a .. king, man the kill this kills for me
Homie I got worships, tifflon on that I ain’t shit
Money making best friend come around the corner shooting shit
Man I got Madonna bout the brick low from Tijuana
Maybe if I’m bored, I’ll probably say you Marijuana
My fish scale killer, man that brick stample piranha
Man I’m a lawyer, coming out they know you
Black flag on my face, OPG on my shoulder
It seem ironic I can kill you if I want it,
I got more money we ain’t got nothing in common
I’ve been that .. for this rap shit, homie
So artist rap shit, can kill me homie

Hook:
Oh ah, you ain’t supposed to tell nobody
Oh ah, you ain’t supposed to tell nobody
Even though you broke, you pay homage bitch
Pay homage, pay homage,
Even though Christ ..for you since you pay homage,
Pay homage, pay homage.

I got a bullet with your name on, name where you want
I can hit your head homie, you gonna pay homies who a nigga will with it
Ass come get it
Ring some, get some, hope that business
Get you ill with the greatest ..scar that witness
I will lay your whole house down
You listen to my nine .. go bang bang bang
All about my moneys and my slang cocaine
Go thing, f*ck the whole world in everybody owe
Welcome to the p**sy put my pistol out and gonna
The hood got my blood on the gun
Cracks and the side won’t I can pull them real streets
When you were just an actor
Never touch the dope scale, never back the ounce some
Never made a dope sale, never feed the truck hore
All you did was heard about em, talking like you talk bitch
I’m about to third right here.

Hook:
Oh ah, you ain’t supposed to tell nobody
Oh ah, you ain’t supposed to tell nobody
Even though you broke, you pay homage
Pay homage, pay homage,
Even though Christ ..for you since you pay homage,
Pay homage, pay homage.

Man your whole block will get roped off
There’s no close cows when that ghost cow
You got no balls, tryin to broke ball
And I ain’t broke balls till is the dope charge
Au, what’s a narco,
without the choffer can’t say use a cop mother*cker
Au, what’s a narco,
Without the choffer can’t say that you a snitch mother*cker.

Somebody better tell you,
This is no gold
Outstand em 2 Gs hold em 4-4s
I’ll close shop, on your clothes shop
Then blue tips in the clip, kill fake cops
When they see our star snitchin’
The norcs came and got me out the kitchen
When the neighbors start to snitch in
The narcs came and got me out the kitchen
Hook:
Oh ah, you ain’t supposed to tell nobody
Oh ah, you ain’t supposed to tell nobody
Even though you broke, you pay homage bitch
Pay homage, pay homage,
Even though Christ ..for you since you pay homage,
Pay homage, pay homage.

You ever question if it's all worth it?
I mean, damn, sometimes I get tired of working
Taking baby steps will no longer suffice
Everyone that never made it always got some advice
Right?
Well, I'd rather fall solo then on your path
Cleanse my soul, avoid dying in this blood bath
I watch roots and I’m feeling like I'm Kunta
Niggas sell souls just to wear some Medusa
That's stupid, they getting all the praise
I'm the one keeping it real but I'm trapped inside a maze
Always tryna get my bucks up
It's all love, man, the paper never loved us
Those dead presidents owned your whole family
Now they own you, too
Hope you niggas understanding me
And gradually we can own our own shit
That's why my message just won't quit
We can't afford to be hopeless, 'ye is on to something
I just hope he doesn't self-destruct
Give the people what they need not what they think they want
I'm just out here planting seeds in the back and front
So if you looking for me in the forest homie, good luck
I'm in the Truffula trees enjoying family and weed
Until the day that all the people are free in ecstasy
No drugs required, self-empowered people get whatever is desired

Best intentions
I got
Nothing but the best intentions
It ain't about me
Best intentions
I got
Nothing but the best intentions
I need all of my people free
Best intentions
I got
Nothing but the best intentions
Best intentions
I got
Nothing but the best intentions
I need all of my people free
Nothing but the best intentions
It ain't about me
Best intentions
I need all of my people free

[Verse 1: J. Cole]
Blood thicker than water, right?
Fuck bitches, they all alike
Stand up nigga, not the fallin' type
Heart blacker than a Harlem night
'Til I met you, they say the devil wear Prada
But I doubt it cause the Lord did bless you
Damn look at that body
Short bus shawty, cause it sure is special
Cole to the rescue, never save a ho
Hoes like to hide their behavior though
Thought you was a down ass bitch
'Til I found that shit a couple days ago
I was home alone, next thing I know
That long ass verse from a song called "Control" was on
The room got nearer, the tomb got clearer
That's when I seen the shit playin' on your phone
Girl, what is that? A ringtone?
Shit, not you too
Man that hype done got you too
Everybody and their momma gassed
Even my momma asked what I'mma do
Decisions, decisions
In case this is war, then I load up on all ammunition
If a nigga want problems, my trigger's on auto
I'll make sure that nobody miss him
Now pack up your shit, you don't believe in me
I don't need you, I got me, bitch
Same nigga moved to NYC, bitch
Got a record deal and a college degree, bitch
Two gold plaques, I produced all the tracks
And I never ever ever lean on Jay Z, bitch
And after all that achievement
Real nigga never even went and got his teeth fixed
Now you try to play me, bitch?
I'll knock your ass out

[Hook: Justin Timberlake]
TKO - I don't understand it
Tell me how could you be so low?
Been swinging after the bell
And after all of the whistle blows
Tried to go below the belt
Through my chest, perfect hit to the dome
Dammit, babe...
This ain't the girl I used to know
No, not anymore, TKO

[Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
All hail Pretty Flacko, bitch, celebrate it
Had the game on lock, streets serenaded
Now you lame motherfuckers lookin' devastated
Bet you niggas wish you never hated
That's the devil ain't it?
Fuck that shit, he rich, fuck that shit, he this
Fuck that shit, he that, he black
He don't like blacks, fuck that shit, he wack
Fuck that shit he raps, fuck that shit he spits
Fuck that bitch, fuck that bitch he with
Finished talking shit? Get up off my dick
The nonsense is synonymous
With comments from the blogs about
Menages with the gossips and the bosses, fuck surprises
I'm monogamous and not to mention
In my closet is a model chick
Grimmy gothic fits, trapped inside of it
...shit, y'all should stop the shit
I'm the shit, not just kinda sick
The doctor prescribed my shit
Cock it click, click, opposite
Stop and dropin' shit, 'fore poppin' shit
From popular to poppin' picks to poppin' tits
She pop her pussy, pop a xanny
Popular for compliments
Make it rain, she pop that shit
It boosts her confidence
Was supposed to stop this shit
But spit like I forgot some shit
Forgot the topic, I hope God forgive you
Peep my common sense...

[Hook: Justin Timberlake]

[Verse 3: Pusha T]
JT this like deja vu right?
All this album of the year talk
Niggas claiming they're the best out
I been hot since the Purple Tape
And this cuban's poking my chest out
They keep calling on King Push
This beach chair, I'm stretched out
My name is my name, bitch
Until I'm gone and it's etched out
I been known to blow a quarter brick
On baby hairs and a messy bun
If I make her mine, I made her mind
She fall in line and we got some
Memoirs of a millionaire
Even better I'm a reallionaire
Elias skirt, Fendi work
Dress my baby like build-a-bear
Fuck you know about the type of Rollie
Fuck you know about blowin' bands
Bezel on it like a grand circle
Diamonds in it, holdin' hands
A1 since day 1, I sold dope and my name rung
I sold dope where I came from
And it's all dope what I made from it
No lie, know why? Guy Fish in my bowtie
JT up in the three-piece
And we magic baby like showtime
She ain't know, we ain't know
Try to trap her but she ain't slow
Once she trap you with the DA flow
It's lights out, TKO...

[Verse 1]
Sounds like my right tone, a pyrite stone
I guess you caught me digging fools’ gold
The very reason why I write poems
To right my wrongs, if you knew better you would do so
I was wrong, now you gotta kiss me through the phone, now I’m gone
Your day’s blue and your mood’s blown
It’s too soon before it seem like time took too long
The table’s turned, we gotta move on

[Hook]
I know that I can’t be what you want me to be
But I know you know that we gon' come to times like this
But truth is, sometimes it don’t rain on two lips
That sunshine don’t mean a thing where you live
Colors in my wallet get gray and gloomy
Give it up one time for the pain in this music
Oh oh yea yea
Oh oh yea yea
It’s a brighter day
Open your eyes up and pray
Oh oh yea yea
Oh oh yea yea
It’s a brighter day
Open your eyes up and pray

[Verse 2]
A concrete rose from the land of the hazardous
I only ground down like it’s Nazareth
Catch me in the Crooklyn palaces, up in genesis
With my fabulous queen, I woke up from my miraculous dream
Uhm, they say life ain’t what it seems
It’s what you make it
So I tell the end it seems
And now I’m going to pull up my jeans
I hold one leg up and I stand on my lean oh
Tell me in here but look clean
First I catch your fresh, then I cash this check
Isn’t it?
Now I’m lookin' fresh, my pockets back in effect
So what’s the cause for these niggas with the check?
I feel like a fresh air force's first step
Like some fresh flesh, first pack, first sex
And then I doze off for a sec
And see the hand of god pick me up like forceps
You told me never to forget and never to force it
To embrace the time and glorious moments
Cus you could die in a second
So open up within, fore I get to dissecting
I woke up again but this time forgettin'
Scratching my chin like that was rather interesting
I turn to the small coffee table on the right
Pick up my pen and turn on my thinking light

[Hook]

[Bridge]
Catch me somersaulting my eyelids
Awakened from a dream, just perceived how I live(X4)

I walked into a table full of drugs
And I’m still surprised to seek
I walked into a table full of drugs
With a light, with a sign for me.

Whole house full of mirrors
Make you hard not for me to stop
‘cause drugs make thinks seem clearer
Why you’re dancing in your other way
Now you got me take your shirts right over your body
And I bet your friend can .. she can wild on
I’ll be honest the way you got me
Hey, it makes me wanna go and think but
I know time will turn me up

I walked into a table full of drugs
That I was surprised to seek
I walked into a table full of drugs
With a light, with a sign for me.

With a girl right there ..
Playin in the .. sayin that the last for me
Then we all get a table full of drugs
What a night it’s gonna be
Tell me what you’re thinking, yeah?
tell me all your secrets yeah
Now that we both under girl
Tell me your fantasies
Take another hit right now
Ain’t no signs of coming down
‘cause if it was all to me
This wouldn’t end
And now we do it right now for my body
And I know your friend is excited
That she can join now
I’ll be honest the way you got babe
Hey, it makes me wanna go in deeper
I know just how much I need you

I walked into a table full of drugs
That I was surprised to seek
I walked into a table full of drugs
With a light, with a sign for me.
With a sign for me.
With a girl right next, playing in the air
.. the lights for me,

I walked into a table full of drugs
That I was surprised to seek
I walked into a table full of drugs
With a light, with a sign for me.

Fuck is my name? No sucker for fame
Never tucked in a chain, what, you fucking insane?
You little brat, we ain't nothing the same
No new lieutenant, same crew in the game
Bang! Dang, I must be super insane
To punch 50 in the face and beat a sentence in vain
Murder, mayhem, machines and machetes in the AM
Pirellis on the Lam' and I'm barely in the lab
Barely good at math
You niggas from the street? I'm from the belly of the ave'
Berettas or the jabs
Can't bargain with a Carbon 15
Parched and fatigued in my starch fatigues
Waiting for the income and marching fiends
Try and pump up from pawns to kings
From under the porch light to picking the Porsche type
From doubling dirty money that I'm forced to clean
Getting high, not caring what the poison is
I be whipping babies like some noisy kids
Every day, steak, lobster, oysters, ribs, bibs
Man, them fakes be recording fibs
Torch, new Bimmer, got no miles and rims
Control the trap like the house on Sims
It was all good a week ago, now it's no grins
For all y'all niggas, no wins
And I'll go polish my rims
And scrape gum off the bottom of my Timbs
Whack a motherfucker, give his partner a glimpse
Slingin' Add' at your front door
You need guns? I want war